For some reason, I have these very defined cycles in my life. For instance, in the summer, I have chronic insomnia. I do not sleep very much at all in the summer, typically. And it doesn't really bother me. In the winter, I crave short stories. How weird is that? :)
So anyhow, here it is, February, and I'm in my short story mode. My latest reading adventure is the Alfred Hitchcock Mystery Magazine Presents: Fifty Years of Mysteries. These are some of the best mysteries I've ever read.
My Starbuck turned one year old today. She's a turkey pie. I'll be posting pictures of her celebration sometime this week. The one of her eating cake is the best, I think. She was squishing it in her hands and smearing it in her head. As is typical of children her age, she preferred the wrapping paper to the actual presents.
I think my battery is about to die on my laptop. I really want a new laptop, but alas it is just that--- a want, not a need. And right now, we're living in a cash only household, as we settle into our five year plan of getting out of debt---- well, mostly out of debt. We'll still have the mortgage and student loans, but they'll be reduced.
Wow, I really rambled and babbled. Wow.